Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Katrina was no longer in any mood to work. One hour after Josephine finished presenting the news, Katrina dialed a number and said to the person, “You can take action now.” The person replied, “Alright. I’ll upload the photos right away and spend some money to promote the news.”

Katrina curled her lips. Her first step was to upload photos of a female model whose face had been changed to Josephine’s. Although the face was blurred, she believed the netizens would soon make out the woman was Josephine.

The person soon sent her a link. She clicked on it and looked at the photos while giggling with her mouth covered. Josephine, let’s see how you’re going to deal with this storm!

Presently, Josephine was getting some rest in the lounge. She had been lacking sleep as of late, so her assistant didn’t dare to disturb her as she closed the door for her.

As expected, many people in the same industry saw Josephine’s photos. Since such photos of a famous news anchor had been leaked, they certainly wouldn’t want to miss the hype. They also forwarded the news and even promoted it on their main pages. One of the media companies even mentioned Josephine’s name. and shared photos of her presenting the news. Many netizens left nasty comments and started cursing at her. Some of them even asked for raw photos..

first person who saw the news was in disbelief. It took him quite a while to confirm that the salacious woman

in the company’s group chat. All the colleagues were

colleagues were in the group chat, she believed Josephine’s reputation would be destroyed this time. I don’t think she can ever be a news presenter again! When Wren saw the news, she flew

everything that was going on and the malice against her. When Wren rushed over and

is she even sleeping? Then, Wren pushed the door open and found the woman sleeping on the couch. She walked up to her and patted her. “Wake

“What’s wrong?” Wren passed her the iPad. ‘Look. Someone is smearing your name on the

blank in an instant. She didn’t expect someone to paste her face on a woman wearing silk stockings and in sexy postures. Those

woman looked, she placated her by saying, ‘Don’t worry. I know it’s not you.” Josephine took a deep breath, for she needed to calm down and figure out who pulled such a dirty trick on her. Wren thought the

internet. She had to get to the culprit. It was pointless for her to explain anything on the internet. If she